Darn

Not a happy day. Yesterday‘s political upheavals plus the foggy, damp and dark weather make for a depressing mixture.

I busied myself with paperwork for my mother’s insurances and then a really old-fashioned task: Darning holes (ripped by the claws of enthusiastic cats) in a cozy cardigan and my once-favourite sweater.  The yarn I had didn’t perfectly match their original colours, and you can see the repairs - but at least I can wear the sweater and cardy at home or for walks now. 
Anyone else out there who still mends clothes, instead of throwing them away to buy new ones?